Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

[dj
East, west, check out
it, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
East east, west, south south..

[chorus: dj
I got that east connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so some respect
When my niggaz comin through you see we comin
Who are you, what you do, who you tryin to

I'm the wrong cat to out; we fall out
The gon' have some dead bodies to haul out
All out in the open for the to see
to the z-i, b-i-t
V.i.p., you're small time, on three
Cause you can't accurately, tackle the beast
Stomp it down, slap it heat, bitch behave
Shit, we blaze to make a act his age
I'm to write the phrase that pays
You kick it with gays, dykes, and all of wackness
Preach you practice
Here we seperate the niggaz from the actors
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
Blackness surround your and sound
As xzibit hit you and you hit the
My chips ain't never be down, watch me smoke
And flatline the nigga to cross this line

It's the goodie, we kick the soul slang
To yo' block, or they streets, we all hang
We to shine and ride, bump corners in our bumper cars
Top down, with the paint job
Import export up and down the
Old ladies transportin straight the skyways
In the in the five(? ) I got purple haze
Fat knot short sess with the ton(? )
These we run, rapper refund
You up but we want yo' flows old like girbauds
We hold, everything it to create the odes
To north to the west to the south
If it's war that you want pull the pin
Rules we don't 'em, we refuse to bend
If you don't build right you better yo' ass home
some catch stray bullets all alone

[pharoahe
I got the impala shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese with, rottweiler mixed
Top dollar dick now, my whole nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, sayin, "fuck that"
You have to listen, brew, trapped in a addiction
Styles, multiply like japanese
Cut cause chaos - my kicks kill
I'm the subliminal
I'm the bomb that's to the time of a ticker
Figure or
Quicker to pick a of execution, pull it
Bullet, to the head instead of
The rambunctious, in yo' trunk shit
Totally insane, hurricane with monch, gipp
Xzibit the west (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york wearin and the south wearin hoodies

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
Give it up, uh-huh (dirty south) ye-yeah,
it up, uh-huh, give it up, shake it
Uh-huh, kick it (dirty south)
Shake it.. uh-huh, it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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